The most troublesome part about the monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter was that they were hard to kill.
It was easy to think of an artistic description: You can't kill a dead person; you can't boil a cup of water; and you can't freeze a block of ice.
It was nonsense, but the principle was clear.
Those monsters had no consciousness and life to begin with, and the principle of their existence was beyond the understanding of humans. Even if they were chopped into pieces, their cells would turn into spores and still have the ability to infect others. The structure of the spores couldn't be completely destroyed unless they were killed by a powerful light and heat or cut into tiny pieces by a weapon of a higher state.
At least thousands of half-tails and the hidden sequences were killed by the Daoist man in black with his flying sword. The dismembered monsters turned into a spore storm, drifting everywhere on the surface of the planet. Many of the spores landed on his body.
The grayish-black spores landed on his black Daoist robe, reminiscent of a famous limerick about the swollen body of a white dog.
Those spores were still active and could infect any life form at any time; but they couldn't pass through the black cloth.
The spores that landed on the Daoist man's face and hands were instantly destroyed by the shapeless sword wills.
The shapeless sword wills formed a barrier around the body of the Daoist man in black. The light emitted from the planet was slightly refracted when it passed through the barrier, looking like a layer of precious light.
He was the earliest ascendant who had arrived at the Dream Fire Industrial Base. He had been maintaining the situation here and had tried many times to melt the cracks in the space. Unfortunately, all his attempts had failed, and the equipment for the melting had exploded twice.
His face was a bit pale at the moment, and his left shoulder was a bit high. Such an imbalance was rare for a fairy man, indicating that he was severely wounded.
The cracks in the space continued to expand as more and more monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter and the shapeless dark energy swarmed over from there. In order to control the situation and reduce the pressure on the seventeen battleships, the Daoist man in black crossed the cracks in the space and charged into the Sea of Dark Matter. He restrained a great many monsters at the risk of being infected by the shapeless dark energy until he came out again.
If he were in the ancient times, he would be a famous general who could charge in and out of thousands of soldiers and horses.
The corpses and spores floating in the space tried in vain to occupy the body and mind of the Daoist man in black, but they had no effect on him, like the iron dandelions, falling slowly toward the surface of the burning planet.
The black-clothed Taoist turned around and looked at the space crack in the depths of the planet. Feeling the cold aura coming from there, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew that countless monsters were rushing over from the bottom of the sea, so he waved his hand in that direction.
The celestial sword was like a ray of light, passing through the crack in space with incomparable speed, heading toward the tide of monsters and beasts that could not be seen in the dark world. It was unknown how long it could stop them.
The officers and soldiers on the seventeen battleships, Zeng Ju on the distant Scorching-Sun Battleship, and the human beings who were observing the battlefield from various places in the universe couldn't see the scene on the other side of the space crack. They could only vaguely sense the extremely cold energy left by the Fairy Sword, as if heaven and earth were merciless.
The Taoist in black stretched out his left hand. His voice passed through space without any medium and landed inside a battleship. It sounded like thunder. "Again!"
The expressions of the officers on the warship changed slightly. Someone tried to persuade him, "General …"
However, even more people knew that the general was someone who couldn't be convinced. This was probably the dignity of the strong. They began to operate silently, allowing the warship to launch an alloy chest.
The alloy chest arrived at the periphery of the planet at a high speed pushed by the crystal micro-engine. Then it disassembled and assembled into a piece of equipment with a unique shape.
The black-clothed Taoist tied the equipment to his body and flew toward the depths of the planet. Soon, he arrived outside the space crack.
Along with a deep buzzing sound, an unimaginable torrent of light and heat gushed out from the jet device in his hand and bombarded the space crack.
The space crack was already more than two hundred meters long when it first appeared, longer than the original crack that had appeared on the Stargate Base. It was a few times larger than the space crack created by the Qiming people on the seabed of the holiday planet with the gravitational field device. The space crack couldn't be melted by the nuclear explosion, so it could only be melted by the melting device. If the space crack was allowed to expand, it would soon become uncontrollable, and it would eventually extend to the width of the entire planetary system. By then, the human beings would have no choice but to abandon this patch of starry sky. However, the industrial base in the area of the Scorpion Tail Nebula was very important to the Federation of the Milky Way, even more important than the Huangyu No. 2 Planet. It was impossible to allow such a thing to happen.
The black-clothed Taoist had to finish melting the space crack before the arrival of the next monster invasion, even if the fairy sword would be left behind in the space crack.
However, the melting of the space crack was a difficult task. The temperature of the torrent of light and heat required for the melting was too high, and the precision required was too high. It couldn't be accomplished by remote control, and the human society lacked experience in this regard. They could only rely on the ascended fairy men to control it directly.
The black-clothed Taoist was severely wounded, and the fairy sword had gone to the Sea of Dark Matter. It was extremely dangerous for him to withstand the high-temperature particles of more than seven million degrees Celsius at such a close distance. It took only a moment for countless tiny holes to appear on the black Taoist robe and on the surface of his fairy body, from which a large amount of fairy energy seeped out.
All of a sudden, an object resembling a black leather rope reached out from the other side of the space crack. It was feeble and yet as fast as lightning, heading toward the black-clothed Taoist stealthily.
The black-clothed Taoist had to ensure the accuracy and continuity of the melting process, so he couldn't evade it. With a grunt, a small shuttle-shaped sword came out from his nostrils and slashed at the black leather rope.
The black leather rope seemed to be alive. It bypassed the sword wills of the shuttle-shaped sword eerily, and then … headed toward the scorching torrent of light and heat fearlessly. Whoosh!!!
As expected, the black leather rope was melted into nothingness by the high-temperature particles. However, as soon as the black leather rope was melted by the high-temperature particles, a thread in a corner of the light net that was about to form over the space crack couldn't connect with the black leather rope. The light net then gradually dissipated in the dark space on the other side.
Seeing this, the black-clothed Taoist's face grew paler, not because of despair, but because of anger and annoyance. In the next moment, his furious voice passed through the scorching lava and the empty space and echoed throughout the entire Dream Fire Industrial Base, "F * ck your great-grandmother!"
Along with this angry roar, he picked up the melting equipment and fired it toward the space crack like a flamethrower.
The melting equipment with a temperature of more than seven million degrees was much more effective than the laser guns and more powerful than the fairy swords. However, the distance of the light and heat particles shot out was limited.
A few pieces of burnt black leather ropes dropped down from the space crack, looking like eyelashes that had fallen off after being burned by fire.
They were of course not eyelashes, nor were they leather ropes; they were tentacles.
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The space crack had expanded to one mile wide by now. Four black ball-shaped monsters slowly floated out. Countless soft yet tough tentacles floated in an irregular manner. They looked abnormally horrifying and somewhat frightening.
Jing Jiu had seen many of these monsters after he left Chaotian. He thought they looked like black dandelions.
At the moment, seven thousand steel dandelions were floating in the space around the planet.
This was a world of dandelions.
There must be a reason for it to be so.
The larger worlds in the universe were all ball-shaped. They had to reach out their hands if they wanted to communicate with the outside world or to destroy it.
The monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter that looked like black dandelions were not common; it was because they were not the only lifeforms that had been infected.
Jing Jiu hadn't learned about these monsters in the course at the 857 Base, but he had heard a great deal from Shen Yunmai. He knew that the monsters of this level were very powerful and had a common name, the Mother Nest. They might be the rebirth of the broken pieces of various monsters, or they might have something to do with the divine animals in ancient times. The Mother Nests that appeared at the moment were not of the highest level, but they were still formidable enough.
According to the previous monitoring and calculation, the Mother Nests would mostly appear at the edge of the Sea of Dark Matter, especially at the Haiyin Nebula. Yet, these Mother Nests came from the bottom of the ocean that day. This Daoist in black was truly unlucky.
"Let's get out of here as soon as possible," said Ceng Ju on the distant Scorching-Sun Battleship.
The Daoist in black didn't heed his order, retorting expressionlessly, "If we are not the dark ones, why should we retreat?"
… … The burning planet had grown a bit darker because of the spores filling the sky. As a few Mother Nests appeared on the other side of the space crack, the planet grew even darker, looking like a real hell.
Looking at the drifting tentacles, the Daoist in black narrowed his eyes and pointed his right hand at the space crack.
Though it was soundless, many people, especially those swordsmen in the Star State and above on the battleships, heard a long whistling sound in their awareness. It was the sound of a hard object traveling at an extremely high speed cutting through the air … no, it was the sound of cutting through the space!
Crack!!! The bright sword light with the ruthless sword wills of heaven and earth hurried back from the deep part of the Sea of Dark Matter and halted by the side of the Daoist in black.
A few tentacles drifted down from the surface of the Mother Nest's body. It was well known that the tentacles were made of a peculiar material; they looked soft but were actually very dense and tough; even the laser cannons had a hard time piercing through them.
The fairy sword didn't have a hilt, exuding a cold intent. It hovered by the side of the Daoist in black in Silence. It seemed that the Daoist in black was holding the sword in his hand, but it was not the case.
The Daoist in black leaned forward slightly and dashed toward the space crack along with the flying sword. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled a distance of one hundred kilometers, creating a few lines of fire formed by the lava, and bumped into a Mother Nest. Crack!!!
Crack!!! Crack!!!! The lava in the deep part of the planet jumped up like boiling water, and even the edges of the space crack began to tremble slightly.
Thousands of tiny and deep sword marks appeared on the surface of the Mother Nest's body, and countless tentacles drifted toward the surrounding space.
The sword light flashed again, and the Mother Nest split open slowly, exposing the gray internal structure and simple structure, as well as a cold and dreadful energy, drifting toward the space like the disintegrating structure and tentacles.
As the Daoist in black reappeared in the world, he was attacked as fast as lightning and noiselessly. Pah!!! A tentacle landed on his left shoulder. It was obvious that the Mother Nest that had launched the sneak attack had no intelligence, but it had strong enough combat instincts to know that his left arm had been seriously injured.
The tentacle broke through the protective sword intent and touched the Immortal Body that had been refined by Immortal Qi for many years. It suddenly shattered. It didn't seem to cause any harm to the Daoist in black, but in fact, the damage had already been done.
The Daoist in black, which had long been riddled with holes, became a piece of torn cloth. A clear mark appeared on his left shoulder, and the skin festered, revealing the crystal-like Immortal Body. The most terrifying thing was that the Immortal Body was actually covered in gray and began to turn black.
The Daoist in black didn't care at all. He left expressionlessly and turned into a sword, cutting open a hole on the surface of the Mother Nest. His left hand beckoned backward, grabbing several steel dandelions and violently stuffing them into the Mother Nest's body.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The Mother Nest shook incessantly, and the tentacles on the surface danced wildly, splashing countless spores. Some cracks appeared, and a faint heat seeped out.
Seeing the scene, the people on the distant battleships didn't find it funny, but rather dreadful.
It was well known that the steel dandelions didn't turn into scrap metal after being shot by the physical bullets; there was still a powerful multiphase nuclear bomb in the core of the dandelions. At the moment, a few multiphase nuclear bombs had exploded inside the Mother Nest's body, but it hadn't exploded yet. What was this monster made of? How could it be so strong?
The Mother Nest that had withstood the explosion of the nuclear bombs didn't explode, but it was still dead.
The death referred to the loss of the ability to move and the will to destroy the objects in the real world.
Looking at the two Mother Nests behind him, the Daoist in black dashed over expressionlessly while holding the fairy sword in his right hand.
The cold and powerful sword wills passed through the high-temperature light and heat particles left by the melting equipment, producing a peculiar lethal effect.
Ten seconds later, the four Mother Nests were all dead. Some of them had turned into broken pieces, and some were like duds; the last two had turned into deflated rubber balls, drifting back to the other side of the cracks in the space. It was unclear how long they would drift in the world of the Sea of Dark Matter and where they would drift to.
The Daoist in black looked at his left shoulder.
His injury was severe to begin with, and he had consumed a great deal of fairy energy to kill the four Mother Nests. Most importantly, the injury on his left shoulder was troublesome. The dark energy left by the Mother Nests during their attack was much more powerful than those spores. His fairy body was already damaged, and the dark energy had the tendency to spread to the deep part of his body.
He reached out his hand to call back the fairy sword without a second thought and hacked at his left shoulder. As the sword light flashed and the fairy energy flowed, his left arm separated from his body and drifted slowly toward the Sea of Dark Matter, following the corpses of the Mother Nests.
"Again."
The voice of the Daoist in black broke out like thunder in the seventeen battleships again.
Seeing the scene, the officers and soldiers on the battleships felt moved and impressed; they didn't want to persuade him anymore. They sent over a new melting device and a new mechanical arm as quickly as possible.
The Daoist in black took over the mechanical arm and assembled it on his shoulder. He grabbed the miniature gravitational field ejector of the melting device and set it to feel. He found that the device was indeed very stable, but he still felt a bit uncomfortable, furrowing his brows.
"Keep going."
Along with his voice, a steel dandelion exploded on the surface of a planet thousands of kilometers away. The nuclear bomb produced a bright fireball, exuding a great deal of light, heat, and radiation.
The Daoist in black found a few wisps of fairy energy from the light, heat, and radiation. He took a deep breath and inhaled the fairy energy through his nose, feeling a bit better.
Those living spores seemed to have sensed his danger and drifted toward a farther place; but they were soon destroyed by the light and heat he had absorbed.
The Daoist in black came before the crack in the space again while holding the melting device.
The officers and soldiers on the seventeen battleships and the people on more distant battleships looked at the scene in silence, praying that the Sea of Dark Matter would calm down for a while, giving him and the humans enough time.
Time elapsed slowly. A complicated three-dimensional structure of light and heat had appeared in a corner of the crack in the space; the melting process had finally gotten on the right track.
It seemed that the prayers of the people had been answered. No monster of the Sea of Dark Matter had come out from the crack in the space for a long time, and nobody could even see anything approaching the crack.
All of a sudden, the Daoist in black sensed something. He lifted his head to look at the crack in the space, but he didn't see anything.
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